The loca

January 26, 2010
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Every morning as your seen walking in the dim chilly morning everybody sees right through you crystal clear the old woman you just to be fancy and elegant. Know days you’re known as the loca walking down the street. Everybody walks away as they see you la loca walking down the street dragging the odor of your old smelly clothes everybody knows is you when the smell of your old raggedy clothes hit them. As you keep walking mumbling under your smelly breath as I walk right next you and say to you not me I’ll stand and walk whit you through your destruction.





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